#Broken Thrones
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are. are you telling me that if the romanced mage warden dies and alistair is king, he deadass stares greagoir down over her dead body and grants the circle of ferelden its autonomy after ordering it rebuilt somewhere safer. first you have to deliberately leave him behind so he won't die for you and then he does that for you once you're gone, even when you're broken up??? absolute and literal king behaviour of the highest order????? the actions speak louder than words of it all??????? I think I hauve covid
#that's the hottest thing I've ever heard I feel nuts#what an absolute chad alistair continues to be tbh there may be a day when men fail but it will not be when he's here#like I'm very sorry to the blond chantry boy repeat crowd but cullen could & would NEVER!!! they are NOT the same!!!!#dragon age#dragon age origins#alistair theirin#alistair x warden#can u imagine what it must be like to be irving standing there watching this happen. you're free and your kid is dead. congrats#tried to free her from the circle and she's the sacrificial lamb that bought the circle's freedom instead. fuck dude#it does make for a very sad kind of symmetry that every time irving tries to get clever with it he triggers a monkey's paw situation fhdskj#I am replaying the game with my new canon (mistress amell + king alistair to save him from the da:i fade choice lol)#and in doing research I found out about this and had my world rocked. I've never had my warden die before so this is new to me#(my warden isn't dying in this canon to be clear she's going to be the reason no one would dare assassinate king alistair lol#nightmare bae eminance gris behind the throne/loving and supportive partner with a fade connection and a vengeful side#she's going to be like sam vimes tiredly fending off assassins as the watch books go on except she murders a lot more people back)#the way his voice breaks in the version where they were broken up tho... sick and twisted and mean to me specifically
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ES Magazine The quiet accession of Emma D’Arcy by Evening Standard
[+] EMMA D’ARCY [GIF Collection] ✨ [+] LGBTQ 🏳️🌈 [+] ..more on this shoot 📸
#TRUE STORY. The office is just a battlefield of broken hearts all thanks to Emma D'Arcy. Casualties everywhere! 💘💼#The straights don't stand a chance. Bless their hearts. 😂#Meetings turning into fanclub gatherings#Emma D'Arcy#Rhaenyra Targaryen#House of the Dragon#Game of Thrones#HOTD#GOT#Interview#LGBTQ#Nonbinary#ES Magazine#Evening Standard
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#my art#nt#nuclear throne#rogue#doodle#played nuclearthrone for the first time in probably a year a few days ago#(it still had altered controls I used to play on my old laptop with broken wasd keys lol)#this game is so fun still. and so perfect design-wise#there's nothing I would add to it or remove from it. it gives exactly what it needs to give#what a perfect polished little diamond of a game. the only game I can call a 10/10#I still feel lucky that I discovered it years ago
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Toastystats: TV fandom fix-its on AO3 - Game of Thrones
Following the previous cross-fandom look at TV fix-its, I'm doing fandom deep dives. (See also: Supernatural, Stranger Things)
It took a long time to analyze the Game of Thrones data in part because I wanted to tease apart the behaviors of the GoT, ASOIAF, and HotD fandom tags, and to look at the effect of House of the Dragon on the older fandom tags. Also in part because I discovered that multi-chapter works have a much higher rate of fix-its than single-chapter works -- which has contributed to a recent apparent increase in the percentage of GoT works that are tagged "Fix-It." (This apparent increase may or may not disappear when we look back at the same time period from future years; read more on AO3 about why.)
For lots more data, explanations of all of the above, plus any clarifications & corrections, click through to AO3.
#game of thrones#hotd#asoiaf#fix-its#fandom stats#i was also delayed in part because of a broken ankle and other life events haha#but that's probably of less general interest XD#got#toastystats#op#50#100
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The Conqueror's Legacy
- Summary: Dragon blood is meant to twist and coil on itself, and so Aegon wishes to bethrode his children to each other.
- Paring: sister!reader/Aegon I Targaryen
- Note: This story is part of The Broke Crown series. These events happen after Fire and Heart. The masterlist is pinned to the top of my blog.
- Rating: Mature 16+
- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @alyssa-dayne @oxymakestheworldgoround @fiction-fanfic-reader @fireandblood-mharmie @poisonedsultana @sunset18rose
You watch as Aegon’s figure cuts through the misty morning on the high ridge where Balerion waits. The sun catches his silver hair, casting a glow around him that feels both warm and commanding. Your son, Aerion, grips your hand tightly, his young face a mixture of excitement and fear. This will be his first flight on Balerion, the Black Dread—a rite of passage for a Targaryen child.
Aegon turns his gaze towards you both, a rare softness in his eyes as he walks back toward Aerion, kneeling before him. “Are you ready, my son?” he asks, his voice both gentle and firm.
Aerion swallows hard, his little hand clutching your fingers tighter. “I am, Father.” His voice trembles, betraying his nerves.
You kneel beside him, brushing his silver hair back. “Remember, Aerion,” you whisper, “Balerion is mighty, but he knows us. There is nothing to fear with your father by your side.” You give Aegon a small nod, silently entrusting him with the task of guiding your son into the skies.
Aegon’s hand, large and steady, rests on Aerion’s shoulder. “Hold on tight, and trust in me,” he says to the boy, a faint smile on his lips as he rises, extending a hand to help him onto Balerion’s massive saddle.
You watch, heart thudding, as Aegon lifts Aerion onto the dragon’s back and secures him. Turning his gaze back to you, he reaches out a hand. “Come, Y/N,” he calls. “Let us show Aerion the skies as we know them.”
With a nod, you join them, swinging up onto Balerion’s back and sitting just behind Aerion. The dragon beneath you shifts slightly, his wings stretching as he senses the journey to come.
“Are you ready, Aerion?” Aegon asks once more, his hands steady on the reins.
Aerion nods, clutching the saddle as tightly as his small hands can manage. “Yes, Father.”
With a powerful thrust of Balerion’s wings, you feel the ground fall away beneath you. The air whips against your face as you ascend, the dragon’s mighty beats echoing in your ears. Aerion gasps, and his grip on the saddle tightens.
“It’s alright,” you murmur to him, leaning forward to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Look around, Aerion. All of Westeros lies beneath you.”
Aegon glances back, his expression calm, though you catch the hint of pride in his gaze. “You see, Aerion, this is what it means to be a Targaryen. To look upon the world not as others do, but from above.” He gestures to the vast landscape stretching beneath, the rivers winding like silver ribbons, the mountains rising like ancient giants, and the green valleys unfurling in every direction.
“Do you remember what I told you of dragons, Aerion?” Aegon asks, his voice carrying over the wind.
Aerion nods, his awe-struck gaze locked on the view. “That they are our blood, bound to us.”
“Yes,” Aegon replies. “They are our blood and our legacy. And one day, you will ride a dragon of your own.” His gaze shifts from Aerion to you, a glimmer of affection in his eyes.
You smile, feeling a surge of pride in your son. “And on that day, he will remember this moment, with his father and mother by his side.”
As Balerion soars higher, Aegon begins to point out landmarks, recounting tales of battles, triumphs, and legends, his voice full of pride for his heritage and love for his family. Aerion listens raptly, his fear long forgotten.
After a time, Balerion’s massive wings tilt, and he begins a slow descent back to Dragonstone. You lean closer to Aegon, letting your hand rest on his back, finding comfort in the heat of his presence.
“A fine young dragonlord he will be,” you say quietly to Aegon, feeling a warmth bloom in your chest. “With his father’s strength and courage.”
“And his mother’s wisdom,” Aegon replies, his tone soft, but you hear the deep respect in it.
As you touch down, Aerion dismounts with a newfound confidence, turning to you and Aegon with a bright, excited smile.
“I’ll remember this forever,” he promises, his voice filled with a young boy’s awe and reverence.
Aegon kneels to meet his son’s eyes. “Good,” he replies, his hand resting on Aerion’s shoulder. “For one day, you may need to call upon this strength.”
Watching them together, you feel a profound sense of belonging. In this moment, high above the world, there is only the legacy you have built together.
The children’s laughter drifted through the courtyard, a sound of innocence against the heavy stone walls of Dragonstone. Aelora and Vaella, the daughters of Aegon and yourself, played hand-in-hand with their older half-brothers, Maegor and Aenys. Their silver hair gleamed in the sunlight, a reminder of their Targaryen blood, as their games wove them closer together like threads in a tapestry.
Visenya, regal and vigilant, observed the children, her expression one of quiet contemplation. She saw Maegor take Vaella’s hand, guiding her gently through the intricate game of dragon scales—a game she had taught him. Meanwhile, Aenys tried his best to keep up with Aelora’s boundless energy, his warm laughter echoing with hers.
“Aegon,” Visenya murmured, her voice barely a whisper, but Aegon’s attention turned to her as though he’d been waiting. She glanced his way, her piercing gaze softened by a hint of curiosity. “Do you mean for them to be more than just kin?”
Aegon didn’t answer at once. Instead, he watched his children, seeing something in them that ran deeper than family ties. “I do,” he replied after a moment, his voice steady. “The blood of Old Valyria runs strong in them. A union between the four would keep our line unbroken, ensuring the strength of our House.”
Visenya raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on her lips. “You have thought well on this, brother.”
“Of course,” Aegon replied. “But I will speak with Y/N when she returns from her flight. The skies bring her peace; she feels freer with Tesaerix. And with the pregnancy…” He trailed off, his gaze thoughtful. “I would not place added weight upon her without her counsel.”
Visenya’s eyes softened as she followed his gaze back to the children. “She has always been close with all young ones,” she remarked, thinking of your gentle, protective presence with Aelora and Vaella. “They adore her. When she speaks of their future, I see the pride in her eyes. She would want a say in this, Aegon.”
Aegon nodded, his expression warming at the thought of you. “She has a sense for them, a way of knowing what is best,” he agreed. “I would have her wisdom in this. And besides,” he added, a touch of humor entering his voice, “I am certain she would be eager to decide who suits whom best.”
At that, Visenya laughed, a soft, restrained sound that felt rare and genuine. “No doubt. I imagine she has her own ideas on their futures.”
Aelora’s sudden cry of joy drew their attention back to the children. She and Aenys were locked in a playful contest, each trying to topple the other over a small pile of stones. Vaella, more reserved, clung to Maegor’s hand, watching her sister’s antics with wide, curious eyes. Maegor himself seemed slightly amused, his normally serious expression softened by Vaella’s quiet admiration.
“They’re well-matched,” Visenya observed, her gaze flicking between the pairs. “Aelora has a fiery spirit, much like you. She would balance Aenys’ gentler nature.” She looked at Maegor, her pride for her son evident in her gaze. “And Vaella... she has a steadiness, a quiet strength. I believe she would understand Maegor’s nature better than most.”
Aegon nodded, deep in thought. “I see it, too. But I would hear her thoughts, her dreams for them.”
“She will approve,” Visenya murmured confidently. “She has always held our family’s future close to her heart.”
As they watched, Aelora and Aenys finished their game, both flushed with triumph and laughter. Aelora’s hair whipped around her face as she gave a victorious cheer, and Aenys gave her a mock bow, ever the polite young prince. Meanwhile, Vaella offered Maegor a small, shy smile, her hand still in his. Maegor, unsmiling but gentle, squeezed her hand in response, a quiet exchange that needed no words.
Aegon’s face softened. “There is promise in them, Visenya. A unity that could bring us all closer.”
“And yet, I think she would caution you to give them time,” Visenya added. “She would want them to come to this union willingly, even as we guide them.”
At that moment, the air stirred, carrying the distant sound of dragon wings. Tesaerix appeared on the horizon, her brilliant scales glinting in the sun, with you at her helm. Aegon’s gaze brightened as he watched you descend, your bond with your dragon evident in the graceful way you rode.
Visenya offered him a knowing smile. “Go to her, brother. Speak to her of your plans.”
Aegon nodded, a rare smile touching his lips. As Tesaerix landed, he walked toward you, watching as you dismounted with a practiced ease. He reached for your hand, steadying you with gentle strength. “You seem lighter,” he murmured, noting the glow of your cheeks.
“The skies ease me,” you replied, your hand lingering in his. “It is as if the weight of the world falls away up there.”
Aegon led you closer to the courtyard, guiding your gaze to the children as they played. “Y/N,” he began carefully, “I have been thinking of their futures.” He gestured toward Aelora and Vaella. “And those of their older brothers.”
You raised an eyebrow, a spark of curiosity in your eyes. “Tell me,” you encouraged, leaning into him.
Aegon explained his thoughts, his desire to bind the four children together, ensuring the strength of their line. As he spoke, you listened carefully, a soft smile curving your lips as you watched your daughters with their half-brothers.
“They care for each other already,” you murmured, seeing the gentle way Maegor looked after Vaella and the joy that sparked between Aelora and Aenys. “A bond would feel natural to them.”
Aegon nodded, his fingers grazing yours in a quiet show of unity. “Yet I would not do so without your voice in this. They are ours, as much your vision as mine.”
You looked at him, warmth in your gaze. “I see the wisdom in it, Aegon,” you replied softly. “But give them time to grow into this bond on their own. Let it become their choice as much as ours.”
He nodded, gratitude in his eyes. “Then it will be as you say.”
You shared a look, both of you understanding that this moment was but the beginning. And as you watched the children, your hand in his, the future felt secure, a vision built not just on legacy, but on love and understanding.
#fire and blood#a song of ice and fire#asoiaf#game of thrones#house of the dragon#hotd#got/asoiaf#got#fire and blood x reader#aegon the conqueror#aegon i targaryen#aegon targaryen x reader#aegon targaryen#aegon x reader#aegon x you#aegon x y/n#aegon i x reader#aegon i x you#aegon i x y/n#house targaryen#the broken crown
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200 DAYS OF HOUSE TARGARYEN ↳ day 51: daenerys targaryen in cripples, bastards and broken things
#200 days of targaryens#game of thrones#daenerys targaryen#daenerystargeryenedit#gotedit#s1#1x04#cripples bastards and broken things#*
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When I was little I thought one of our cats Sockan (translation: the sock) was a tiger. She was more bright orange/red IRL too compared to photos
#she had no voice but rather sounded like that one video of a baby lion barely getting a sound out#she demanded to be fed fish daily every midnight on her throne#(an ugly neon green wool? armchair with strange black pattern from the 70s that we couldnt throw out despite it being broken)#(because again that was sockans throne)#she was also a self identified poor little meow meow#and pretended to be hurt to make my dad feel bad so hed pay special attention to her#while acting just fine when he wasnt looking and around my mom#she was born in the super old firewood stove in the kitchen on my birthday 7 years before me#and she drew her last breath at age 21 wrapped in a blanket in my moms lap#out in the garden on the porch swing on a beautiful sunny day#so my mom was right there with her for both her first and last day#the grey cat seen vaguely to the right was her dad bamse#but he deserves his own post.#silvi talks
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Me the moment the line „Who‘s done this to you“ drops in my enemies-to-lovers fantasy books
#the cruel prince#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#fantasy books#fantasy#books#juliette ferrars#aaron warner#xaden riorson#violet sorrengail#fourth wing#once upon a broken heart#jacks#evangeline fox#caraval#throne of glass
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because nothing matters more than the performance
#THEY MAKE ME SO#(ribcage ruptures dramatically and i bleed out lying on the floor)#fratricide friday/sibling rane saturday double feature :)#anyway symbolism rambing time !#the mirror is in the center of the piece bc importance of the performance#and it is bright white bc of how holy faulkner is meant to be#and yet it's blank#because it isnt real#the scribbles in the background centre rane because behind the scenes they are the one in charge#and they also kinda look like wings#faulkner is on his broken stone throne to show that all his displays of power mean nothing#there is light emanating from the mirror but it isnt welcoming or warm#the crack goes through rane's eyes bc theyre blind to faulkner (i keep doing rane closed eye symbolism. no one noticessss)#and the crack also goes through ranes throat since they died of. well#the mirror is placed right where faulkner's head would be#but his hair shows that hes looking down#yea :)#didnt rly have a plan for this and it came out a lot better than i thought!#the silt verses#tsv#brother faulkner#sibling rane#ranefall#tsv fanart#art
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mare barrow fanart in 2024
love ur work @vaveyard
#mare barrow#mare#red queen#glass sword#kings cage#war storm#broken throne#red queen series#mare barrow fanart#red queen series fanart#red queen fanart#mare fanart#fanart#artists on tumblr#booklr#book fanart#red queen book#red queen book fanart
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Bruce dies in the Past
So! When Bruce was sent back in Time and got stuck in the Past, he was never saved. Tim failed to bring him back to the future, and Bruce was stuck in the Past for the rest of his Natural Life.
Then he died, came back as a Ghost, and regained his Lost Memories.
He didn't really know what to do, he was stuck Millenia in the Past, his Family won't be born for Literal Ages, and most of all he is Dead. He doesn't really have alot of options.
If you go with the Idea that Batman is a Liminal, then you could say that his Obsession was Protection. And that Obsession was focused primarily on Gotham and his Family.
So what is a Ghost to do when the object of his Obsession had been ripped away from him? He breaks a little. Bruce kind of goes Insane.
He decides that if he is going to he stuck in the Ghost Zone, he may as well protect it as if it were Gotham. So, he finds the quickest way to do that...by becoming the Ghost King.
So, he finds the Castle of the Ghost King, and challenges him to Single Combat. And he manages to Win. But the King needs to choose their Title, and he doesn't think he wants to include the name of Batman in the distant Past. It may affect the Future.
So, he chooses the name, Pariah Dark.
Bruce Wayne, is Pariah Dark.
He started as a Good King, but gradually he let his Broken Obsession get to him. Becoming King did nothing to fill the void in his Core, so he fell more and more into Insanity. It didn't help that he became the King in such a vulnerable emotional state. The sudden Power Increase caused his mind to fracture even more.
The Seven Ancients didn't seal away Pariah Dark just to save the Zone, they also did it to save Pariah himself.
Then one day, Pariah's Seal is Broken and he is presented with a Portal to the Human Realm. A Human Realm where enough time has passed that Gotham finally exists again. He may have gotten a little overexcited, he'll admit.
Thankfully, Danny was there to knock some sense into him.
He took the Throne and the power associated with it from Pariah, leaving him as just Bruce Wayne again. The existence of Gotham and his Family in the present world helped mend a few of the Cracks in his Core, and for the first time in Centuries Bruce Wayne felt somewhat whole again.
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Basically, Bruce dies in the Past, goes Insane because his Liminal Obsession was broken, and becomes Pariah Dark when he takes the Throne of the Ghost Zone.
Unfortunately, his Broken Obsession was only aggravated by the sudden Influx of Power, and he went Insane. When Danny took the Throne from him, he took the power that was clouding Bruce's Mind and helped him heal a bit.
Thoughts?
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Bruce Wayne is Pariah Dark#Tim fails to save Bruce#Bruce Wayne is a Liminal#His Obsession is Protecting Gotham and his Family#And both of those are broken when he is killed centuries in the Past#He goes Insane#Bruce steals The Ghost Kings Throne thinking he could try to fix his obsession that way but it only made it worse#The Seven Ancients sealed away Pariah Dark because he was a danger to himself#When Danny frees him he sees that his Obsession is no longer impossible to accomplish#And he starts to heal#The Seven Ancients are really happy that their good friend Bruce is back to his normal self#He is still a Ghost though#At least he's a powerful Ghost#Just imagine Constantines face when he realizes that “Known Skeptic” Batman is in fact the Ghost King from millenia ago
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Crowning of a new Queen, after all, all men must die
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As much as I love Sansa, I think she may die in the end, as lady did :/
#a song of ice and fire#game of thrones#art#artwork#digital art#fantasy#artists on tumblr#arya stark#jon snow#queen arya#queen of the north#house stark#needle#someone compared arya to the blackfish#I’m still laughing at that#the north remembers#the white wolf#direwolves#jon snow wolf man#house tully#house whent#the woman it’s important too#yes Arya is wearing her sister’s broken crown and her necklace
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Bran Stark Headcanons
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🐦⬛ Bran is hard to understand. You don't even really understand what he's thinking, because he always has a blank face. He just makes it hard for you to know what he wants.
🐦⬛ Bran has never been good with his words or actions, so to try and make him happy is a mission on its own. He likes you, sure, but he doesn't know how to tell you. It doesn't help that he's not always him.
🐦⬛ He has people watch and follow you and keep tabs on you. He constantly knows where you are and what you are doing. You can't get anything by him, whether you want to or not.
🐦⬛ After catching the Queen having an affair with her own brother, Bran is paranoid you will do the same, even though you are not dating or even engaged. He is the one who won't commit or confront you about marriage.
🐦⬛ If another person even THINKS about being with you/courting you, they are gone. He doesn't care what he has to do, but they're as good as dead.
🐦⬛ He slowly loses his touch with his human self, and the only thing that even keeps Bran as Bran is you. Seeing you makes the Three-eyed Raven disappear, even if only for a little bit.
🐦⬛ He can become jealous and spiteful. He can't stand to see you with anyone else, he doesn't care.
🐦⬛ You don't understand why Bran does what he does to you. You think he just wants you to be miserable. What you don't understand is that Bran doesn't want you to be miserable... He just doesn't want you to be happy with anyone else
#bran stark#bran stark x reader#bran the blessed#bran the broken#got#got x reader#game of thrones#game of thrones x reader#yandere x reader
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Here's what I'll say about Siuan for right now, since their are still a lot of unknowns floating in the air: I think her actions in this episode are largely in accord with her book characterization no matter which way the show breaks on certain details.
Siuan's central character flaw in the books, the thing that largely leads to her downfall, is her default response to most problems being to exert raw force and control. It was how she handled the Hall of the Tower which allowed opposition to coalesces around Eladia and Alviarain, it was how she handled Gawyn creating a resentment in him that would drive him to side against her during the coup, and how she forced Min to remain in the Tower against Min's wishes which was the catalyst for Eladia realizing she could strike against Siuan at all.
And it's what Siuan does in this episode when confronted with a problem she does not have another way to deal with. Moiraine is with holding information from her? Go to Cairhien herself and seize the tiller of events with her own hands. Rand is running wild, derelict in his duty? Take him captive and bring him to the Tower where at least he will be under her eye and safe from the Forsaken. Moiraine is attempting to abscond with him as a result? Cut off her avenue of escape by any means necessary, even if it means damaging her personal relationship with Moiraine, possibly forever.
And that's the other thing to keep in mind: Siuan, like Moiraine, fundamentally does not trust anyone except her partner in conspiracy. She can't. For twenty years she's been on a quest that will lead to her stilling and execution if it is ever discovered. She and Moiraine are each other's confidants and allies, their deepest and most important loves. But even in the books Moiraine is withholding information from Siuan out of a sense of greater good. The difference is that in the show Siuan becomes aware of it in the show and of course she begins to doubt and loose trust in Moiraine as a result.
In her mind she has gone almost at once from being a partner, one half of a team that trusted in and depended on each other, to being on her own against the storm. If Moiraine didn't tell her about being stilled, what else might she be holding back? And if she is stilled, then realistically, how much good can she do for their cause now? How can she keep Rand safe from himself and the Forsaken, prepare him for what's coming, when she might not live another year? And that agony- that pain that the person she trusts and loves most didn't just betray that trust but also might not be around long enough for Siuan to be mad even be mad at her- has to be put aside because the mission, the duty, is everything to Siuan, just like with Moiraine. The stakes are too high for anything else.
So she falls back on the safety net of the Tower's traditions and secret plans. Take Rand to the Tower, keep him safe, prepare him for what's coming and trust to the Light for the rest. Take away his agency for his own good and the good of the world (something it should be noted she's wistful for the ability to do in TSR when she wishes she could keep hiim from a learning a word of the Prophecies, which is the same scene where she outright admits to Min she intends to try and control him in), and bring him firmly under her thumb. And what does Moiraine do? Enlist the aid of one of the Forsaken to break Rand free and flee to Falme through a Waygate, which is at best an INSANELY risky and potentially very stupid play, and at worst tacit confirmation of her worst fear, that Moiraine has gone over to the Shadow, and everything is on the brink of being lost.
And where does that leave Siuan? Isolated and alone and with no other fallback by her same response: to keep exerting raw force, to pressing the spring down until it snaps.
#WoT#Wheel of Time#WoT on Prime#Wheel of Time on Prime#WoT Meta#Siuan Sanche#moiraine damodred#Siuaraine#Siuanraine#WoT Book Spoilers#TSR Spoilers#I don't necessarily buy the theory that either Siuan has been compelled#Or that this is a Deep Play by her and Moiraine#Though of the two I'm more inclined to believe the later#Though it would mean we need a missing moment of Moiraine and siuan re-establishing their broken trust in the throne room#immediately prior to or after the reveal#I also just keep tilting my head because people keep surfacing the quotes from late series siuan about the oaths#when that's a lesson she had to learn as a RESULT of the events of the coup#partly through having her idealism restored by teaching egwene to be amyrlin#fair warning: I am always down for good faith discussion#but I will block without hesitation for bad faith takes or clowning
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👑 for Jake as well if that's ok.
Do you have any idea how long i've been wanting to draw Jake on a throne made of tacky, spray painted trash? TOO LONG that is
#Drayreplies#mrlimes#and i'm slightly underselling it cuz i wanna finish the pic#like for real i saw this music video a long time ago#with the singer on a throne made of tires cinder blocks n tacky ass lions#all of it spray painted gold#all of it in a nasty ass abandoned hallway only illuminated by the sun peering through broken windows#and the image has stayed in my brain like a shitty water transfer tattoo stamp that refuses to let go kjfvnf
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Sandor: *Spends his whole life trying to prove that he's not as bad as his older brother, Gregor {who r*pes, kills, etc}*
Rorge: *Stole Sandor's identity by somehow getting his grubby paws on Sandor's famous Hound helmet, and wearing it during a r*ping and killing spree with friends*
Most "Fans": *Actually believe Sandor regrets not r*ping and killing Sansa Stark {who he loves most} before he fled King's Landing {he was dying and was saying whatever he could to get Arya Stark *Sansa's litle sister* to finally end his suffering, but she robbed him and left him for dead}*
Sandor:
#sandor clegane#the hound#sansa stark#arya stark#rorge#gregor clegane#the mountain#camille preaker#rory mccann#sophie turner#maisie williams#amy adams#stark#house stark#clegane#house clegane#game of thrones#a song of ice and fire#got#asoiaf#sharp objects#books#shows#fandoms#pain#sad#broken#bpd#borderline personality disorder#bpd coded
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